Passing Contemplations



days come and days go

memories warmed by the sun

hammocks and daydreams


nights come and nights go

reflections cooled by the moon

 cradles and visions


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  10 comments for “Passing Contemplations

  1. 07/30/2018 at 11:43 am

    Love the poem and love that big feline. A huge awww.

    Have a purrfect Awww Monday, Eugenia. ♥

    Liked by 1 person

    • 07/30/2018 at 12:05 pm

      Thank you and have a great week ahead! 🙂


  2. 15andmeowing
    07/30/2018 at 1:26 pm

    Well done and I love the leopard photo.

    Liked by 1 person

  3. 08/02/2018 at 4:02 am

    A pleasant breezy atmosphere and flow in this piece and the previous one, Eugenia. Who cares if the moon is a bit cold?

    Liked by 1 person

  4. 08/08/2018 at 4:14 am

    What a purrfect contrast.

    Liked by 1 person

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